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Because I got this new girlfriend that I'm crazy about and things were going great and we had a couple of sleepovers. We are in the wonderful honeymoon phase of the relationship. What is better than that? Nothing.

Then suddenly - boom - I get whacked with a wicked cold. My throat is so sore I can't sleep. When Lisa and I should be together discovering each other's intimate wonders, I am home alone battling snuffles and hacking cough. Then just for the hell of it, I all but lost my voice for a couple of days.

So all snuggling goes on hold. I mean, I suppose she could have said she didn't care and fuck it, let's just go for it anyway. But that's not what happened and really, I wouldn't have felt good about that.

It drags on for over a week. Have I suffered all possible indignities? Apparently not. One time while I'm working, I sneeze in an awkward way and pull a little muscle under my ribs. So from that point on, every cough and every time I blow my nose - and there was no shortage of those - or just any time I lift anything over ~10 pounds - I get this ridiculous little stab of pain.

Is that all? No. Two mornings ago, I wake up and there is a big bubble under my left eye. There is a bag under my eye that is full of liquid and blocking half my vision. Once I get up and moving around, the pressure relieves and so it is not such a freakish bubble - it just looks like I've been in a fight and I've got a shiner and oddly, I am crying out of that eye.

I look old.





All I want to do is love someone. I find this wonderful girl and then that ridiculous string of bullshit. Bottom line, if there was some god making that happen, that is some cruel sick shit and I hate its guts.
 
Mudcat
Because I got this new girlfriend that I'm crazy about and things were going great and we had a couple of sleepovers. We are in the wonderful honeymoon phase of the relationship. What is better than that? Nothing.

Then suddenly - boom - I get whacked with a wicked cold. My throat is so sore I can't sleep. When Lisa and I should be together discovering each other's intimate wonders, I am home alone battling snuffles and hacking cough. Then just for the hell of it, I all but lost my voice for a couple of days.

So all snuggling goes on hold. I mean, I suppose she could have said she didn't care and fuck it, let's just go for it anyway. But that's not what happened and really, I wouldn't have felt good about that.

It drags on for over a week. Have I suffered all possible indignities? Apparently not. One time while I'm working, I sneeze in an awkward way and pull a little muscle under my ribs. So from that point on, every cough and every time I blow my nose - and there was no shortage of those - or just any time I lift anything over ~10 pounds - I get this ridiculous little stab of pain.

Is that all? No. Two mornings ago, I wake up and there is a big bubble under my left eye. There is a bag under my eye that is full of liquid and blocking half my vision. Once I get up and moving around, the pressure relieves and so it is not such a freakish bubble - it just looks like I've been in a fight and I've got a shiner and oddly, I am crying out of that eye.

I look old.





All I want to do is love someone. I find this wonderful girl and then that ridiculous string of bullshit. Bottom line, if there was some god making that happen, that is some cruel sick shit and I hate its guts.
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You're not sideloaded.

You're welcome.
 
Mudcat
Because I got this new girlfriend that I'm crazy about and things were going great and we had a couple of sleepovers. We are in the wonderful honeymoon phase of the relationship. What is better than that? Nothing.

Then suddenly - boom - I get whacked with a wicked cold. My throat is so sore I can't sleep. When Lisa and I should be together discovering each other's intimate wonders, I am home alone battling snuffles and hacking cough. Then just for the hell of it, I all but lost my voice for a couple of days.

So all snuggling goes on hold. I mean, I suppose she could have said she didn't care and fuck it, let's just go for it anyway. But that's not what happened and really, I wouldn't have felt good about that.

It drags on for over a week. Have I suffered all possible indignities? Apparently not. One time while I'm working, I sneeze in an awkward way and pull a little muscle under my ribs. So from that point on, every cough and every time I blow my nose - and there was no shortage of those - or just any time I lift anything over ~10 pounds - I get this ridiculous little stab of pain.

Is that all? No. Two mornings ago, I wake up and there is a big bubble under my left eye. There is a bag under my eye that is full of liquid and blocking half my vision. Once I get up and moving around, the pressure relieves and so it is not such a freakish bubble - it just looks like I've been in a fight and I've got a shiner and oddly, I am crying out of that eye.

I look old.





All I want to do is love someone. I find this wonderful girl and then that ridiculous string of bullshit. Bottom line, if there was some god making that happen, that is some cruel sick shit and I hate its guts.
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Life's a Beach.
 
Also, why is Pippa Middleton such a big honking deal? She's a nice looking girl I guess but come on.

She is so obscure and insignificant to me, I feel like I should have to explain who she is but I guess people know. Apparently she is a front-runner for Most Desirable Woman of 2011? Does she do anything other than being related to some other girl who married some dude who doesn't do anything?

I'm not saying she is not a presentable girl but what the fuck?
 
On the upside, I had a very good experience grocery shopping today. I went there knowing that I had to buy, among other things, milk, orange juice and vinegar. That's 3 liquids. Experience has taught me that 3 liquids are always awkward and uncomfortable in the handbasket. It can lead to unbalanced loads and even tipping/spilling, as well as sore fingers.

2 liquids are bad enough - but 3? I was not relishing the prospect.

However when I got to the store I discovered that they have come up with 4 wheeled carts that you can just push around.

Is this a great country or what?
 
And as I further peruse the candidates for Most Desirable Woman of 2011, I see this prominently featured.

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WTF is wrong with people?
 
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